No One Wears White To A Wedding.

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"Okay. Let's go through this one more time," Vinny says with an exasperated sigh. "What's the one thing I told you not to do?"

"Don't fuck up my suit," I answer sheepishly.

"And what did you do?"

"I fucked up the suit?"

"Exactly. WHY?!"

"I accidentally got it wet when I washed my hands and tried to dry it."

"YOU LEFT IT ON THE IRON WHILE YOU WERE PLAYING TEMPLE RUN ON YOUR PHONE!" he yells, putting his hand through the hole where the zipper was. "And it's not even a small hole!"

I opened my mouth to retort but closed it soon after seeing Vinny's death glare.

"So, what now? The wedding ceremony is just about to start, and I doubt if any boutiques are open nearby," Vinny said.

"Feenyx, don't you know a God who can fix this?" Sid asks.

"The only one I can think of is Aphrodite, but she's too busy sitting and looking pretty to do anything," She rolls her eyes. "But there is Adonis. He runs and manages Aphrodite's beauty boutique."

"Great! Summon him or whatever and get this down pronto."

"On it," Feenyx takes out her phone.

"Sid, you're coming with me,"

"But I wanna see a Greek God in real life," Sid pouts sulkily.

"My brother in Christ. Your time will come. Now come on!" Vinny grabs him by the arm and pulls him out of the room, leaving me alone with Feenyx.

"Hey, Hermes. Can you bring Adonis to the Mortal Realm? I need him for something." Feenyx says over the phone.

Not even a second passes by, and I am hit with a whiplash of air to the face, announcing his arrival.

There is no harm in using the damn door like a normal person, I think, fixing my hair and glaring at the russet hair God who is smiling innocently.

Right next to Hermes is a man with dark hair and skin with a naturally bronze tan. He's about the same height although he is slightly shorter, he's a bit more muscular than Hernes. He is also dressed in the same attire as Hermes but instead of white, it's brown. Judging from how good-looking he is, there's no denying that this man is Adonis, the Greek God of Beauty.

"Feels weird being here after so many centuries," he comments as he looks around the place as if he's in a country that he's not familiar with.

"Donnie! Long-time no talk," Feenyx catches his attention as she walks over to him with a smile.

"I could say the same for you," he smiles at her.

They both exchange kisses on the cheeks.

"So, what do I owe the pleasure of gracing you with my glorious presence," he asks.

She gives him my burnt slacks. "These belong to my rehab subject over there. Can you fix it?"

"Hades, Poseidon and Zeus! The fuck happened to these?!" he exclaimed, staring at them astonished.

"You don't wanna know," she sighs, "Trust me, you will lose your brain cells."

"The hell I do! This is polyester! What kind of dumbassery could he had possibly done to do this."

"I'm right here, you know!" I retort feeling offended.

"Well, your common sense left the chat when you burned these," she sasses at me and turns to Adonis. "Well?"

"Honestly, these are beyond fixing. You're better off getting a new pair altogether." He says. "But luckily for you, I can replicate them."

"How long will it take?" Feenyx asks.

"With my speed, give me an hour or so."

"Great! I'll leave you to it. See you outside, Urie."

With that, Feenyx exits the room and leaves me alone with Adonis.

"Alright, let's get this over with," he says, summoning his notepad, pen and tape measure.

No words were exchanged between us after that. Adonis is very much focused on taking my measurements and sewing the slacks meant to replace the ones I burned while I'm seated on the bed playing with my thumbs and fidgeting. I'm not sure if I should have said something a start a conversation with him or if I had anything to say altogether. I'm not sure if he even wanted me to talk to him at all. The silence is too awkward and it's driving me crazy.

"So, what's the occasion?"

I shift my eyes from my hands to him. Adonis' eyes are still focused on the material that's being sewn by the sewing machine (which was delivered to him by Hermes).

"I noticed Feenyx's all dressed and dolled up for some occasion."

"Oh!" I chuckle. At least he's talking to me.

"It's my sister's wedding today."

"Oooh! Is Feenyx your plus one?" he asks in a teasing tone.

I chuckle again. "No, one of my friends invited her. But I do have a plus one though."

"Girlfriend of yours?"

My smile falters a little. "I don't know if I should call her that even if I want to."

"Friends with benefits?"

"No! It's just..." I trail off and sigh. "She says one thing but does the opposite, so I'm just trying to figure out what it is she wants."

"So why are you entertaining her," he asks, finally looking at me. 

"I dunno. I guess a part of me wants to keep fighting for her. But at the same time, it feels like I'm competing with her ex."

"If that's all that the relationship is about, I don't think it's worth fighting for." 

"But I have to try. What if she gives me a chance?"

"And if she doesn't?"

I fall silent and slow the lump in my throat. I turn my eyes from his and back to my interlaced hands. He sighs.

"Word of advice; if she truly does want to give you a chance, she should be a priority to her. Not a backup plan."

He takes the completed slacks from the sewing machine and examines them before handing them to me. "All done."

♡

The wedding ceremony and reception are being held at Aunt Leia's place. She has a beautiful garden in her backyard that's big enough to host big events. It has green and well-kempt bush hedges and pine trees the size of her mansion. It even has a beautiful white gazebo at the heart of the garden (which is used as the wedding altar). Aunt Leia usually rents out her garden for functions and events to earn extra cash on the side, but she was more than willing to rent it out for Shay's wedding for free. "An early wedding gift from Auntie," was her exact words to Shay when she offered.

I mutter a few apologies and an "excuse me" as I move down the second from the front and found an empty seat between Toni and Feenyx.

"Hey, did I miss anything?" I ask, sitting down.

"Not much. Your soon-to-be brother-in-law just got here and we're just waiting for the bride to arrive," she informed me.

I heard small scoff coming from Toni, which doesn't go unnoticed by me.

"Hey, are you okay?" I ask, placing my hand on her knee.

"I'm fine," she answers with a fake smile.

"Are you sure?"

"Worry about your sister's wedding and not me, okay?" she says, rather passive-aggressively as she removes my hand from her knee.

I frown at her before turning back to Feenyx. "Is she okay?"

Feenyx leans over to have a look at her and rolls her eyes annoyed. She takes her phone from her purse and quickly taps her fingers on her screen. Not even a second later, I feel my phone vibrating from the pocket inside my blazer. I fish it out and see a text from Feenyx.

Nyxxie

She's upset at me for telling her not to wear a white dress 🙄

How is that a problem🤨

How is that a problem? Mutha fucka how is that NOT a problem 🤨

That's why I'm asking, isn't it 💁🏻‍♂️

Do you really want yo mama and sister to throw hands? Coz I know for a fact those two will not hesitate.

Especially when Takeisha thought it was a good idea to wear WHITE to YOUR SISTER'S WEDDING

Again, how is that a problem? She can wear whatever she wants.

NO ONE wears white to a wedding!!!

It's an unspoken rule!!!

This is your sister's big day and she and her husband are the main focus. Your girlfriend is out here trying to steal their spotlight from them and being disrespectful.

She's lucky I brought an extra dress for her to avoid embarrassing herself, causing unwanted drama on your sister's wedding and turning it into a Royal Rumble wrestling match with tables and chairs.

I look at Feenyx. She returns the look with a "Don't even start me" glare. I relent with a sigh and put switch off my phone, putting it back into my pocket.

The small orchestral band starts strumming and playing their instruments, commencing the start of the ceremony. The bridesmaids make their appearance and walk down the aisle, taking their place at the alter where the marriage officer, the groom and his groomsmen are. Finally, when it is time for the bride to appear, we all stand up from our seats and turn our attention to her. With her is Nicole, who's dressed in a pretty little light pink dress with a basket of pink and rose petals, my dad, who's dressed in a simple black tuxedo with a white rose pinned on the breast pocket of his blazer and the maid of honour, who I can't see properly since she's standing behind them.

They all walk down the aisle. Nicole is sprinkling the ground with the rose petal. Shay has her arm hooked with Pa while her free hand is holding a bouquet of pink and white roses.

I watch my sister with awe and a big smile tugging my lips. She's wearing a beautiful white lace dress that has intricate floral designs on it and floral-designed straps hanging off of her shoulders and a pretty little tiara.

"Wow," I say breathlessly. She really looks so beautiful, and I've never felt so proud of her until now. Jay is on the verge of tears as he watches his soon-to-be wife walk towards him to the alter.

Even Vinny is a sobbing mess and it's not even his wedding.

I turn to Toni, wanting to pass a comment to her about how beautiful my sister is and how I'm so proud of her, but I notice something odd and peculiar about how she's staring at my sister. She doesn't seem like she's happy or at least showing any form of admiration towards Shay, but she doesn't look like she's upset or angry. She looks dead and emotionless, almost as if this magical and joyous moment doesn't faze her. But I do see a bit of sadness in her eyes.

As I'm about to ask her what's wrong, I feel a nudge from Feenyx. She shakes her head and motions her eyes to the alter, silently telling me not to bother her and just focus on the wedding. I look back at Toni and start to feel helpless.

I want to get to the bottom of what's bothering Toni, but I eventually adhere to Feenyx's advice and leave her alone.